003 Back to the time when I was not a vicious woman
However, the doctor thought Gao Qingmiao was mentally ill and did not agree to take an X-ray.
The system couldn't find it, so my parents arrived first.
Seeing his parents from forty years ago, Gao Qinghe felt as if he were in another world.
It is just the middle of February and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month has just passed, but Qing County is experiencing a late spring cold snap this year and the temperature is still cold.
Huang Ying, 39 years old this year, has no fine lines on her face. She has a round face and ordinary features. She has thick black short hair tucked behind her ears.
She is tall and strong, 1.65 meters tall and weighs 140 kilograms. She is full of energy and has had endless energy since she was a child.
She was wearing a yellow and red plaid quilted shirt, and underneath it was a half-high collar orange sweater that her husband Gao Chongyi had knitted for her when he was pursuing her in his youth.
He wore navy blue trousers from Dacron and a pair of green padded Liberation shoes.
Gao Qinghe remembered that this was the outfit his mother had to wear when she went to the city. She usually didn't wear it when she went to the fields, and only wore it when she went to the city.
"Baoer, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
As soon as Huang Ying walked into the ward, her energetic spirit immediately brought fresh vitality to the lifeless ward.
Gao Qinghe suppressed the sob rising in her throat, shook her head, stretched out her hand and called out tenderly, "Mom."
Who would have thought that this strong and energetic woman would eventually become emaciated by cancer.
Huang Ying grabbed her daughter's outstretched hand, and was startled by its ice-coldness.
"Your sister's hands are so cold, and you don't even give her a hot water bottle?"
These words were directed at Gao Qingmiao.
If it were someone else, taking care of their sister alone, and being asked this question by their parents, they would not only feel aggrieved, but would also feel a little unhappy.
Gao Qingmiao, however, looked annoyed and said self-reproachfully, "I'll be more careful next time."
"Next time?"
Gao Chongyi walked in carrying a thin quilt that had been torn into pieces. "Please don't let it happen again. This time was scary enough."
The patients and their families on the beds opposite looked at Gao Chongyi in surprise as he walked in.
He was forty years old, tall, with long thin legs, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. Most importantly, his skin was fair. He wore a pair of glasses and a modified gray Zhongshan suit. He looked like a movie star.
No wonder the brother and sister in the bed opposite don't look alike at all.
Even though my sister has a bruise on her head, she is still so pretty and pitiful.
My younger brother tried hard to dress according to the fashion trend, wearing a denim jacket and dyed yellow hair. Apart from his tall stature, his face would be hard to find in a crowd.
It turns out that the older sister looks like her father and the younger brother looks like his mother.
Gao Qinghe noticed the surprise of the person on the bed opposite him, and felt deeply moved.
Who would have thought that in a few years, her father would become bald in middle age and have a bald head.
Gao Chongyi first looked at the big bump on his daughter's head, and then asked her if it hurt.
Gao Qinghe shook her head, and her parents immediately became nervous and told her not to move.
Gao Qingmiao: "The doctor said my sister just has low blood sugar. She just needs to eat on time from now on. She gave me medicine for the wound on her head. Apply it three times a day and it will go away in two days."
"Dad will buy you a can of milk powder later, and we will nourish you well." Gao Chongyi felt very distressed.
The nurse came over and said that she could be discharged from the hospital. Gao Chongyi went to check out, and Huang Ying helped her daughter fix her hair.
Gao Qinghe's long, smooth black hair was tied into a braid and hung on her shoulders, with a few strands of hair falling in front of her forehead, making her pale, delicate face even more endearing.
Looking at her daughter's face, Huang Ying couldn't help but feel proud in her heart that her marriage to Lao Gao was not in vain!
My two daughters look like their father and are very good-looking.
Gao Qingmiao helped his sister out of bed, picked up her shoes and put them on her, then carefully put her coat on, and finally put her hands in her pockets, not daring to let her hands get cold again.
Gao Qinghe accepted her brother's care calmly, because in this family, she was a treasure that could not be lifted or carried.
In her previous life, Zhou Zhenghua said that she was so spoiled, what would she do after getting married.
At that time, she didn't notice the worry and disgust about the future in his tone, and said naively:
"Isn't there still you?"
I didn't even notice Zhou Zhenghua's stressed and embarrassed expression.
Later she realized that except for her closest family members, no one could tolerate someone as pampered as her.
No, there is another person who can bear it.
But at that time she didn't take him seriously. She relied on his love for her and acted fearlessly and did whatever she wanted.
Gao Qinghe thought silently in his heart as he walked out of the hospital holding his brother with his left hand and his mother with his right hand.
We must treat them well this time!
Gao Chongyi paid the fee but did not return. Huang Ying explained:
"Your dad asked Xiao Li from the next village to pick us up on a tricycle. He went out to pick him up. Let's wait at the door for a while."
Gao Qinghe nodded obediently and looked up at the familiar and nostalgic place in front of him.
After the country opened up, many self-employed individuals appeared in Qing County, and a large number of factory workers flocked into the city.
The low wooden houses were demolished and tall buildings were built, but the highest did not exceed six stories.
There are shops downstairs and people live upstairs. There are ropes in the corridors, and they are full of freshly washed clothes.
On the repaired and widened cement road, white passenger buses are parked casually on the roadside, and passengers are loading goods onto the roofs of the buses.
A duck head popped out of the car window, and its small black eyes met Gao Qinghe's.
The next second, he was grabbed by his owner and stuffed into a bamboo cage.
The supply and marketing cooperative on the street diagonally opposite the hospital changed its name to department store, and it was crowded with customers.
The fashion trend from the big city has just arrived.
Among the simply dressed crowd, you can see many young people wearing brightly colored fashions and curly hair.
Unafraid of the strange looks from those around them, they gathered at the door of the video hall, laughing and joking, enthusiastically discussing the popular songs, dances, and movies.
The cloudy sky turned clear, the sun came out, and the warm sunlight shone on my face.
Gao Qinghe smiled gently, truly feeling that she had returned to the time when she was not yet a vicious woman.
The lively hawking sounds came from the snack stalls on both sides of the hospital gate.
The tempting aroma of hot buns, roasted sweet potatoes, and roasted corn fills the air.
"Mom, I want to eat baked sweet potatoes."
Gao Qinghe leaned on her mother's shoulder and acted coquettishly.
Although she takes good care of herself, she is sixty years old. Her teeth are no longer as strong as they were in her youth. She can't eat cold or hard food. This soft and hot roasted sweet potato is just right...
Thinking of this, Gao Qinghe paused.
She is now a twenty-year-old young woman with excellent teeth and can eat anything!
"And roast corn!"
Gao Qinghe quickly rushed to his brother who was buying sweet potatoes and called out in his hometown accent.
"knew!"
Gao Qingmiao smiled on the surface, but felt pain in his heart.
The total pocket money was only two dollars and fifty cents, a roasted sweet potato cost thirty cents, and a roasted corn cost twenty cents.
One-fifth of the private money was gone.
After buying the things, they were all handed to Gao Qinghe, as if it was a matter of course.
Gao Qinghe felt a pang of pain in his heart as he watched his brother trying to look away.
"Share it, one portion for each person, and Mom and Dad can eat too. Save Dad's portion for now."
Gao Qinghe handed the big sweet potato and roasted corn back to his younger brother for sharing.
Gao Qingmiao was flattered. His hands were shaking as he held the sweet potatoes and corn, showing how excited he was.
Huang Ying also had a surprised expression as if a daughter finally knew how to care for her parents, and her eyes instantly turned red.
Gao Qinghe despised himself in his heart: You were such a rude person in the past!
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